OK, good things are never forever…and the swans turned out to be bad parents, leaving their nest more and more often and now we even suspect that they left it for good, since we haven’t seen neither them nor the eggs since yesterday. The weather returned back to her usual routine with the rain, that is not really a rain, but just a sprinkling with the broken stop-button…all the wonders have been worn out until the next ones come along…time for a serious musings, I guess…
Happy things cannot be hold for yourself for a long time – they always are the first ones to be shared. Once one feels happy, they immediately wish to spread their happiness around…impossible to wait patiently until next moment. Happy things are Instant. So are the beautiful things. When we come across a beauty, intuitively we won’t keep it to ourselves. Just think of when you’ve noticed something that amazes you, wouldn’t you want to let others to be amazed by it as well?
Sharing sorrows and troubles come harder. Maybe because there is trust involved. And a pride. Despite of the fact that we could be seeking for help, support and cheering, deep within we still uncertain if we are not making self even more vulnerable by sharing problems. It is hard to be that brave. Sharing thoughts is the hardest process. And I mean – not the “shallow” thoughts that happened to all of us in daily routine, but sharing views, beliefs and spiritual values. Because what we think in thoughts, most often we cannot explain in words, the realisation is somewhere in-between consciousness and sub-consciousness level…and it takes time for the idea to be materialised into shape that many can see after boiling to the digestible something inside our mind…
I’m trying to draw a logical pattern to the way how I came to the ideas that I’m going to write about next…I’ve been thinking it over for the last few days, followed after the discussion of the issue with a friend. Thinking happened somewhere on a background, almost without me noted of the fact. But of course what we think is always what we have to learn eventually, even if it looks like bollocks in the beginning…everything is for some purpose…so…let put aside all lyrical digression now…
What and how do we share what we share?..And why do we do it at all? The reason for this question was a statement about how some people share nice things not to make other people happy, but rather to satisfy their own needs of being praised for doing so. In a selfish wish to be admired…Don’t know about you, but to me that sounds like a rather harsh verdict…So it boiled in my mind for a while, until I feel I’m ready to take up a challenge to defend my personal point of view that if you share nice things, happy things, things that make others to smile, it doesn’t really matter what your real intentions are. If I tell you an anecdote, wouldn’t it make you laugh? If I tell you an anecdote only because I want to hear from you how funny I am, wouldn’t you laugh at the anecdote anyway? If I show you a picture of a beautiful something, even if for the purpose of you acknowledging what a beautiful pictures I can do, would it still undermine the fact that you saw a beautiful something? I’m pretty much convinced by now that nice things shared for whatever reason are still nice things, that funny things will still bring up smiles and wonderful things shared won’t loose their wonder…
And another thought. Sure for different people there are different limits to what they can share…what some can, others don’t even dream of doing or in opposite – would never consider it to be the genuine sharing. But I see it as there are two different ways of understanding “sharing” as an action. You can share somebody else’s sadness, sorrow or problems, make them happier by taking over part of it onto your shoulders, show some sympathy, even help them in real ways or by talking through and giving advises. This is a good way of sharing, of course. Bringing happiness by taking away the sadness. Or you can “share away” your own happiness, bring happiness in addition to whatever there is already. Not because someone asked you to help. Not only sad people need an “extra”. Sure, they are more vulnerable and more in need. But there are those who are in need and those who are meant to be by their side. And there are those who “detach” themselves from personal approach, yet still that doesn’t mean that they are uncaring and selfish. They might seem like intimidating or condescending, but only to those who are not in their trust list. This is the way they choose to protect themselves, especially, if they happened to have previous bad experience. However, I don’t think these walls prevent them from making someone out there happy, just by different means, I suppose…I am not upset as much by the fact that I might look like being detached and condescending. But I now wonder when did it happened that we look more “sincere” when share our sadness and that when we share our happiness we look like a fake?
Happy things cannot be hold for yourself for a long time – they always are the first ones to be shared. Once one feels happy, they immediately wish to spread their happiness around…impossible to wait patiently until next moment. Happy things are Instant. So are the beautiful things. When we come across a beauty, intuitively we won’t keep it to ourselves. Just think of when you’ve noticed something that amazes you, wouldn’t you want to let others to be amazed by it as well?
Sharing sorrows and troubles come harder. Maybe because there is trust involved. And a pride. Despite of the fact that we could be seeking for help, support and cheering, deep within we still uncertain if we are not making self even more vulnerable by sharing problems. It is hard to be that brave. Sharing thoughts is the hardest process. And I mean – not the “shallow” thoughts that happened to all of us in daily routine, but sharing views, beliefs and spiritual values. Because what we think in thoughts, most often we cannot explain in words, the realisation is somewhere in-between consciousness and sub-consciousness level…and it takes time for the idea to be materialised into shape that many can see after boiling to the digestible something inside our mind…
I’m trying to draw a logical pattern to the way how I came to the ideas that I’m going to write about next…I’ve been thinking it over for the last few days, followed after the discussion of the issue with a friend. Thinking happened somewhere on a background, almost without me noted of the fact. But of course what we think is always what we have to learn eventually, even if it looks like bollocks in the beginning…everything is for some purpose…so…let put aside all lyrical digression now…
What and how do we share what we share?..And why do we do it at all? The reason for this question was a statement about how some people share nice things not to make other people happy, but rather to satisfy their own needs of being praised for doing so. In a selfish wish to be admired…Don’t know about you, but to me that sounds like a rather harsh verdict…So it boiled in my mind for a while, until I feel I’m ready to take up a challenge to defend my personal point of view that if you share nice things, happy things, things that make others to smile, it doesn’t really matter what your real intentions are. If I tell you an anecdote, wouldn’t it make you laugh? If I tell you an anecdote only because I want to hear from you how funny I am, wouldn’t you laugh at the anecdote anyway? If I show you a picture of a beautiful something, even if for the purpose of you acknowledging what a beautiful pictures I can do, would it still undermine the fact that you saw a beautiful something? I’m pretty much convinced by now that nice things shared for whatever reason are still nice things, that funny things will still bring up smiles and wonderful things shared won’t loose their wonder…
And another thought. Sure for different people there are different limits to what they can share…what some can, others don’t even dream of doing or in opposite – would never consider it to be the genuine sharing. But I see it as there are two different ways of understanding “sharing” as an action. You can share somebody else’s sadness, sorrow or problems, make them happier by taking over part of it onto your shoulders, show some sympathy, even help them in real ways or by talking through and giving advises. This is a good way of sharing, of course. Bringing happiness by taking away the sadness. Or you can “share away” your own happiness, bring happiness in addition to whatever there is already. Not because someone asked you to help. Not only sad people need an “extra”. Sure, they are more vulnerable and more in need. But there are those who are in need and those who are meant to be by their side. And there are those who “detach” themselves from personal approach, yet still that doesn’t mean that they are uncaring and selfish. They might seem like intimidating or condescending, but only to those who are not in their trust list. This is the way they choose to protect themselves, especially, if they happened to have previous bad experience. However, I don’t think these walls prevent them from making someone out there happy, just by different means, I suppose…I am not upset as much by the fact that I might look like being detached and condescending. But I now wonder when did it happened that we look more “sincere” when share our sadness and that when we share our happiness we look like a fake?